Lady Jace Beleren
Don't Feed the Pervert
- Joined
- Jul 2, 2014
- Location
- United States, East Coast
Beautiful was certainly a perfect word to describe Talie as she rode him. The way her back arched, the sight of her hands running through her hair, even the pose she took as she leaned back and allowed him to increase the tempo of their fucking. All of it was without compare in Nyx's mind. The rolling of her hips was especially cruel, dragging his thick length against her inner walls as he pulled back and she lifted. If this was what it meant to have a mate, to constantly find small and large things to love, he was happy. More than happy.
Her teasing, the way she spoke his title, that little purr of her voice when she really wanted him. It had to be some sort of enchantment, the way it wormed into Nyx's mind. Every time she purred at him, a wicked and lustful little cat, it egged the High Lord on, drove him further over the edge of lust. So, he sat up on his hands, allowing her a brief moment of control again.
"If you want that, little kitten, I can't be the one to deny you."
With that, he sat up fully, for once getting to experience looking up at Taliesin. His hands moved from supporting himself to resting on her rear. Nyx cupped her rear with both hands, using them to support her weight and prevent her from riding any longer. He laid his head against her chest, giving her a gentle kiss on the top of her breast.
"I hope you don't regret saying you wanted this. I'm going to give you everything I have, Talie."
With a wicked smirk, Nyx tightened his grip on her cute little bottom and began to thrust up into her. His thrusts were neither slow nor gentle, the sound of their contact immediately beginning to fill the room. He was moving in a blur, bouncing himself up and off the bed to start every thrust.
Quickly, his breathing became hectic as he used the strength of his legs to slam himself inside of Talie. She had gotten plenty wet riding him and the movement was smooth, but the feeling of repeatedly pressing his whole length inside and against her back walls was overwhelming. Just as his pace was fast and intense, so was his coming orgasm.
The groan that escaped his lips was feral, his face falling away from her chest as she started to cum inside. His eyes were squeezed shut as his hips continued to abuse her small pussy. Now, he was arching up off the bed on sync with the heavy shots of his seed, filling her with the same intensity that he had the night before. It seemed like Talie brought out every little perverted thing about him.
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Eldin had been up since early that morning. To be more precise, he had never gone to sleep after a night of dancing with Roshani and Cirrus. This damned negotiation with the Summer Court was driving him insane. No matter the angle that he came from, every offer was deflected by a reference to a three hundred year old slight by a ruler who no longer even lived here. It was unfair to expect the ambassador to navigate this maze when there was no exit. At least, that was what he thought before the House delivered a letter to him that morning.
'To the Night Court,
We will consider another round of negotiations, but demand a new negotiator be sent along with the ambassador. The presence of your High Lord had done nothing to improve the relationship of our two Courts and we wish to meet someone with a more level head. As your ambassador hails first from the wilderness of the Spring Court, we would demand someone more civilized as well.
High Lord of the Summer Court, dictated but not read'
It was perfect. Eldin had heard that a new member of the Court joined in his absence, though he had yet to meet this Taliesin. Cirrus and Roshani talked endlessly of how she had charmed Nyx without effort. She might be just what they needed to fix this.
That was what Eldin thought as he opened the door to Taliesin's room, having failed to find Nyx in his.
"High Lord, are you here... Oh."
Her teasing, the way she spoke his title, that little purr of her voice when she really wanted him. It had to be some sort of enchantment, the way it wormed into Nyx's mind. Every time she purred at him, a wicked and lustful little cat, it egged the High Lord on, drove him further over the edge of lust. So, he sat up on his hands, allowing her a brief moment of control again.
"If you want that, little kitten, I can't be the one to deny you."
With that, he sat up fully, for once getting to experience looking up at Taliesin. His hands moved from supporting himself to resting on her rear. Nyx cupped her rear with both hands, using them to support her weight and prevent her from riding any longer. He laid his head against her chest, giving her a gentle kiss on the top of her breast.
"I hope you don't regret saying you wanted this. I'm going to give you everything I have, Talie."
With a wicked smirk, Nyx tightened his grip on her cute little bottom and began to thrust up into her. His thrusts were neither slow nor gentle, the sound of their contact immediately beginning to fill the room. He was moving in a blur, bouncing himself up and off the bed to start every thrust.
Quickly, his breathing became hectic as he used the strength of his legs to slam himself inside of Talie. She had gotten plenty wet riding him and the movement was smooth, but the feeling of repeatedly pressing his whole length inside and against her back walls was overwhelming. Just as his pace was fast and intense, so was his coming orgasm.
The groan that escaped his lips was feral, his face falling away from her chest as she started to cum inside. His eyes were squeezed shut as his hips continued to abuse her small pussy. Now, he was arching up off the bed on sync with the heavy shots of his seed, filling her with the same intensity that he had the night before. It seemed like Talie brought out every little perverted thing about him.
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Eldin had been up since early that morning. To be more precise, he had never gone to sleep after a night of dancing with Roshani and Cirrus. This damned negotiation with the Summer Court was driving him insane. No matter the angle that he came from, every offer was deflected by a reference to a three hundred year old slight by a ruler who no longer even lived here. It was unfair to expect the ambassador to navigate this maze when there was no exit. At least, that was what he thought before the House delivered a letter to him that morning.
'To the Night Court,
We will consider another round of negotiations, but demand a new negotiator be sent along with the ambassador. The presence of your High Lord had done nothing to improve the relationship of our two Courts and we wish to meet someone with a more level head. As your ambassador hails first from the wilderness of the Spring Court, we would demand someone more civilized as well.
High Lord of the Summer Court, dictated but not read'
It was perfect. Eldin had heard that a new member of the Court joined in his absence, though he had yet to meet this Taliesin. Cirrus and Roshani talked endlessly of how she had charmed Nyx without effort. She might be just what they needed to fix this.
That was what Eldin thought as he opened the door to Taliesin's room, having failed to find Nyx in his.
"High Lord, are you here... Oh."